Several days have passed since Reginald Hargreaves' death, and his children have once again gathered at the old estate to fulfill their father's last wish. They decided to spend a week there, and each of them experienced this time in their own way. Vanya, wanting to take some time away from family troubles, brought a friend with her, who soon fell ill. Luther, who always tried to maintain order and discipline, offered to take care of the guest together, hoping that this would help the family to establish better communication.

And so, the girl found herself isolated in Vanya's room. On the day Klaus decided to take responsibility for her condition, he entered the room holding a glass of water and pills. His appearance was unexpected, but there was genuine concern in his gaze, albeit disguised behind the usual irony. "Don't worry, it's not drugs," he said with a familiar grin, handing her the pills. He looked up at the ceiling, as if remembering, and added, "Although I wanted to give you something stronger, but Allison gave me a slap on the back of the head."

The girl, unsure of Klaus' intentions, was in no hurry to take the pills. This moment made him wonder: is he so much distrusted in his own home? It would be almost comical if it weren't so sad. He was ready to laugh at the absurdity of the situation, but Ben's ghost, number six, was looking at him reproachfully. His gaze reminded Klaus that the position of the guest was not a joke. After all, she found herself surrounded by an unusual family, where the isolation of the patient in the house seemed to be something normal.

Klaus, always ready to see the funny in the sad, knew that now was not the time for jokes. He remembered how he felt isolated in this house, where strangeness was the norm and normality was rare. Nevertheless, it was at such moments that the true care was shown, hidden behind a mask of eccentricity and sarcasm, which united their family, despite all the disagreements and misunderstandings.He adjusted the skirt he was wearing.